When Mo Yao was arrogant enough, Fan Jinyan ordered the soldiers to advance, and he was also escorted by his own soldiers, taking the lead, until he was more than ten meters away from the arrogant man, and then he stopped his horse.

"Do you know who I am?" Fan Jinyan rode on the horse and asked Mo Yao with a smile.

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Mo Yao was stunned for a moment, and then became arrogant, "Who do you care about?" If you dare to invade my Qinghua County, there is only one way to die. ”

Nima, who still doesn't know who he is?

It seems that the old man was also afraid that after Mo Yao knew his identity, he would not dare to stop him, so he concealed it.

Thinking of this, Fan Jinyan couldn't get acquainted with a stunned young man, so he said with a smile: "I am the Ming Jinghaihou, the general of Zhennan, and I will be stationed in Qiongzhou forever under the emperor's order."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Mo Yao laugh wildly, "Hahahaha little rabbit cub, why don't you say that you are the emperor?" As far as you are still the marquis of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Tzu is still the prince."

However, before he finished speaking, after a loud bang, a bullet flew past his scalp, and a cool air rushed from his back to the back of his head, which frightened him suddenly.

Then he roared, "Who, who? Look at Grandpa not picking his skin. ”

Obviously, in the Qiongzhou army, a soldier who put down his gun and rolled his eyes at him has already explained everything.

Fan Jinyan was a god-like figure in the eyes of the soldiers, how could he be so insulted by a minister of the lower country?

If you don't kill you with a single shot, it's cheap.

Seeing that this young Mo Yao was still presumptuous, Wang Dashan was immediately furious, and he didn't pay attention to Fan Jinyan's previous instructions, pulled out his long knife, slapped his horse and rushed forward.

Obviously, he has endured to the limit, this is the rhythm of killing.

"Wang Da" Fan Jinyan saw that Wang Dashan had rushed out a long way, so he also sighed and watched the battle from behind.

Mo Yao wasted his tongue all morning, and when he saw that someone was finally fighting with him, he immediately laughed.

Immediately afterwards, he played a spear flower, and also slapped his horse and rushed forward, the gun was raised flat, and the tip of the gun was forward, wanting to directly give Wang Dashan a heart-warming barbecue skewer.

At a distance of dozens of meters, it was only an instant, and both of them could clearly see the subtle expressions on each other's faces.

However, strange things have happened again.

Seeing that they were about to collide together, Mo Yao suddenly stood up and reined in his horse, and said arrogantly: "I will not kill the unknown junior, and I will not report the name quickly." ”

Wang Dashan is a veteran of the battlefield, his life has been hanging by a thread several times, and he has survived several times, how can he have such a verbal dispute with him.

He didn't even have the meaning of a conversation, but he saw his legs tightly clamping the horse's belly, raising his long knife, and passing by Mo Yao, who was shouting, leaned over and slashed over.

The hand is up and down, and it is very clean.

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Just when both sides thought that Mo Yao's small body was about to be split in half by Wang Dashan, Mo Yao lay flat on the back of the horse and dodged.

You must know that Wang Dashan has undergone arduous special forces training, and has experienced life and death several times.

However, he was dodged by this seemingly unreliable stunned Qing, not to mention anything else, just the trick of lying flat on horseback, except for the grassland people who have lived on horseback since childhood, there is not much that the Han people can do. Not to mention, the extreme south, mountainous Annam.

Unable to think about it, Mo Yao, who had escaped the catastrophe, stood up in an instant, and stabbed Wang Dashan with a backhand who had staggered the body of the horse with him and left his back for him.

Back to the carbine?

Where did this kid come from?

Not only is his riding skills exquisite, but his marksmanship is also quite good!

Wang Dashan is not stupid, he knows that he underestimates his opponent and is not pleasing on horseback.

When the tip of the spear was about to touch his vest, he decisively jumped off the horse, and rolled on the spot again, only to avoid being trampled by the war horse.

Mo Yao saw that he had stabbed himself in the air, although he was a little annoyed, but he also forced the other party to jump off the horse. So he said triumphantly: "Guts and rats, are you just like this?" Dare to argue with grandpa? ”

After saying that, he laughed insolently again.

Wang Dashan couldn't help but blush, he was indeed a little embarrassed, but he admired victory first, and said shamelessly: "Aren't you kid just relying on your riding skills?" Is there a kind of dismount and Lao Tzu fight for 300 rounds? ”

There is no need to doubt it, Mo Yao, who is a fan of the Three Kingdoms, suddenly lit up after hearing the three hundred rounds, and with a brush, he jumped off the horse and pointed his spear forward, "Report the name, this general's subordinates will not kill the nameless." ”

Damn, you're still so crazy when you get off the horse?

Wang Dashan gritted his teeth, took a big stride, raised his knife and rushed forward.

Mo Yao is depressed, doesn't this calf have a name? Why do you always play cards that don't follow the routine?

Although, his mind was full of questions, but the speed in his hand was not satisfied, and he shook the barrel of the gun and rushed forward in a daze.

Bang

Wang Dashan's knife was blocked by the tip of the spear at once.

Wang Dashan didn't expect this kid to be so difficult, after raising the knife and swinging the tip of the gun, he raised the blade of the knife and slashed it along the barrel of the gun.

Obviously, he wanted Mo Yao to give up the spear in order to save his hands.

Sure enough, Mo Yao let go of the spear in his hand as soon as his hands loosened, followed a step back, dodged the knife that looked at his waist, and then spun on the spot, grabbing the tail of the gun again. Sending it back, he grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands firmly, and shot Wang Dashan's vest with his backhand.

Wang Dashan slashed into the air at this time, and before he had time to use his strength, could he dodge this fatal shot?

On both sides, thousands of armies held their breath and stared closely at the middle of the battlefield to fight.

Fan Jinyan was no exception, he would never have thought that this seemingly stupid stunned young man was actually a master, and he couldn't help but worry about his old soldiers.

People who have experienced life and death all year round have an inexplicable sense of danger, and Wang Dashan is no exception, he has already sensed that danger is approaching.

I was almost skewered with lamb just now, this kid won't repeat his old tricks!

Thinking of this, Wang Dashan didn't care whether he had the strength to hold it or not, and went straight down.

At this time, the tip of the spear just pierced into his hat, and the military hat was torn off.

"Whew"

Wang Dashan didn't care about his hat, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he bounced his leg on the spot and kicked Mo Yao's calf, and also hooked him to the ground by the way.

When the opportunity comes, the spear at this time will not give full play to the advantages of its strength, but will become a burden.

Wang Dashan naturally would not let go of this excellent opportunity, rolled over, sat on Mo Yao's body, and inserted the long knife into the soil next to Mo Yao's neck, and pressed it down until the skin was cut and blood came out, then he stopped his movements and sneered: "Boy, you lost." ”

Mo Yao didn't look afraid of death at all, but leaned against his neck and gritted his teeth and said, "You play fried, Lao Tzu is not convinced." ”

(To be continued.) )